This is not a blog. It is a book. Here I tell the story of my childhood, my twelve years of fruitless search for help through psychiatry and psychotherapy, and the way I solved my problems in the end – totally alone, with the books of J. Konrad Stettbacher and Jean Jenson.
Maybe my story can provide hope and help to someone else, like I found hope and help in the stories of other abused people I read about. And I hope my story will inspire psychotherapists to provide good help to abused patients
The one who abused me, isn’t alive anymore. Other people I write about do still live. Therefore I chose to change all names. People who know me, will nevertheless understand who I am. But this way, I try to give my family some privacy. For me, a blog is an easy way to publish my story anonymously.
I am Dutch and I live in The Netherlands. Writing in English, I may not always use the right words. Nevertheless, I hope you will understand what I’m trying to tell.
For people who can read Dutch: how I am doing from the moment this books stops, you can read on:
And that ís a blog.